My Stepfather Takes Me Raw, No Blurring Our Forbidden Passion

It was a picture of Miranda in white stockings and nothing else. Sex At first it was gentle and sweet, but soon transitioned into a man and a woman becoming one. “Shhhhhh, Mother. I clicked on it and also shit myself. It was completely enthralling. The tender passion mixed with her still amazing tightness had my balls boiling. “I don’t think so, I covered for you pretty good.”
“Thanks son,” he said, patting me on the back, “You always have my back.”
I held back a laugh, knowing that he didn’t remotely catch on. Any time you want me, just text me.” She bit my ear and sauntered away. Her pantyhose-covered leg touching mine, her breast in my mouth and my Mom’s slow but superb cocksucking were too much and I shot a load of my cum down my mother’s throat. My mind spun and spun with the upcoming potential that I was going to get to fuck Miranda Collington, the pantyhose wearing dream girl of so many of my stroke sessions. “Oh,” I said. From this angle she was so fucking tight, even after her orgasm.